Frankenstein Goes To the Gym
That old ugly Frankenstein,
always loved to wine and dine.
Now he had a fat behind
couldn't waste any more time.
He decided to join the huge Monster Gym,
all that fat he gained, now needed trimmed.
He had given each mean machine a try,
by the end of the night, was ready to die.
Every muscle screamed out in pain,
wouldn't give up, more weight he'd gain.
By the time Halloween came,
he sure didn't look the same.
He just had to give that Elvira a call,
and invite her to the Halloween Ball.
Frankenstein's hard work had paid off at the end.
He lost his weight and now gained a special friend.
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